Friday, June 29, 2018

A Miracle?

Bruce and I are passing lazy times together; good fellows in the mist.
We’ve done an island tour, had meals out, had a spa and done a lot of chillin’. We’re a living a performance art piece called Beyond Mellow.
I’ve also made progress on the raffle for the Arts Council and—praise pharmaseuticals—I’m convinced the increased dosage of my new drug is having a positive effect. I spoke to the waitress at The Kitchen and she noticed how good my speech was! I felt triumphant. I can hardly wait to see and tell Dr. S. And in three more days, my dosage goes up 25% and that may make things even better.
Other reasons to be happy: Deer and fawns visit me almost every day to eat the “lawn” outside my office window; the wild bird frenzy is back — particularly in the mornings and I found wild Blackberries—the real kind, not the delicious but invasive Himalayan variety—growing on the side of my street; and I’m going to build another cat hotel like the one I built for Fred and Ethel. It will be a prize in the raffle and I’ll fill it with cat toys and food.
I am one very, very happy dude. Seriously! I truly believe this new drug has me speaking better and reduced my seizures to hiccups. 

















Thursday, June 28, 2018

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Daisies


This is the paddock full of Daisies in the Alpaca and miniature Horse farm
on North Road. It's near the school and I pass it every day. Unfortunately,
none of the animals were in the paddock today; it's lovely so see them
surrounded by the Daisies that they clearly don't like to eat.

Relief!

I did my taxes!
did my taxes!
did my taxes!
did my taxes!
did my taxes!
did my taxes!
did my taxes!
did my taxes!

















Discipline

I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!
I must do my taxes!